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Chapter 519 Now, it’s your turn to die
What is a battle between hundreds of thousands of monks like?
At this moment, they clearly expressed what cruelty meant!
The 100,000 soldiers under Zuo Xiaoluo's command obviously had a huge gap with the enemy. This gap was not only reflected in strength, but also in their fearlessness in battle.

Even though the soldiers are fearless and will charge forward knowing that the outcome will be death, they are ultimately thinking individuals with an irresistible fear of death.

When the moment of death actually occurs, the body's instinct will still make them close their eyes.

But the opposite side is different.

They are just like emotionless fighting machines.

Even if swords are inserted into their hearts, at the last moment of their lives, they will still raise the weapons in their hands and swing them at the bodies of those soldiers, even if the weapons no longer have any power and cannot hurt the other party at all, but just like completing a mission, they just need to do it.

Such a battle made even the most battle-hardened soldiers feel nervous.

They had never met such an opponent before. He was like an emotionless puppet and had no idea what fear was.

"Is there someone on the other side who knows a similar means of control? Otherwise, why don't these living people in front of me know how to be afraid? I clearly chopped off his head, but he still used his last bit of strength to stab me?"

"Impossible, this is absolutely impossible! There are tens of thousands of creatures here. Even the most powerful puppet control technique cannot achieve this."

“I once saw the most powerful illusionist in my world. In that battle, he was able to control hundreds of sage-level monks to fight, enough to sweep away half of the monks in the world. But in the end, his soul could not bear such a burden and he went crazy and died. But now…”

"In the end what happened?"

……

Everyone looked at the fearless creatures in front of them. There were not only humans, but also various terrifying monsters and even creatures that they had never seen before.

They all had cultivation levels of at least the sage realm, and at this moment, none of them were afraid of death at all and only cared about fighting. The fearlessness they displayed was beyond the imagination of countless people.

For a while.

These soldiers were even a little bit collapsed.

They were not afraid of enemies who were countless times stronger than them, even those at the Great Dao Sage Realm. They had fought against them after leaving the New World for so many days.

I still remember that battle very clearly. More than a dozen Dao Sage-level cultivators wanted to kill them all.

At that time, many of them had not yet reached the sage level. Even now, many people's cultivation was only at the eighth or ninth level.

With such cultivation level, under normal circumstances, facing a Great Sage, one would be killed instantly.

But that battle.

Relying on their battle formations and unrivaled fighting will, they fought those great sages to death.

Although they paid an unimaginable price, such results are unmatched in the entire Three Thousand Worlds.

but now.

When they faced creatures that were less afraid of death than themselves, these people felt endless palpitations even if they killed them.

Looking at so many creatures dying in front and the creatures behind flying up from the giant black tree, there was no fluctuation in their expressions, as if those dead were just some flying insects and ants and had no effect on them at all.

"No, we will definitely lose if we continue like this!"

"We must wake up General Zuo. Only she can break the deadlock!"

"But it seems that our calling General Zuo is useless. Even if we die in front of General Zuo, her expression does not change at all."

"General Zuo is most likely under an illusion. Even if she explodes, I will wake her up!"

"Count me in, without General Zuo, we'll all die!"

……

When one person wanted to self-destruct to break the illusion that Zuo Xiaoluo was in, the rest of the people followed him closely without any hesitation and self-destructed one by one around Zuo Xiaoluo.

The shockwaves of the explosion affected Zuo Xiaoluo.

She was still trapped in that grey cage. The Eggshell Hell had a profound impact on her. Even though many soldiers had died in the battle, she could not feel it at all.

The two were clearly only a dozen meters apart, but the sound couldn't reach her at all.

but.

Self-destruction is still useful, and ripples appeared around Zuo Xiaoluo.

She suddenly felt a slight pain in her heart, as if she remembered something. "This is..."

"It's a familiar feeling, as if something is leaving me. This is very important to me. I care about this a lot, but what is it?"

“Why can I, who am so lonely, feel cared for and concerned about something?”

Zuo Xiaoluo murmured to herself, tears streaming down her cheeks.

When that tear fell, Zuo Xiaoluo suddenly woke up.

"Fight! Fight! Fight!"

It was as if a voice came from the sky.

"General Zuo, why haven't you woken up yet?"

"Wake up! The soldiers will soon be unable to hold on!"

"We are in front of the battle line, waiting for you, General Zuo, to return!"

……

Zuo Xiaoluo's eyes became clearer and her face began to show emotion.

"war!"

Zuo Xiaoluo spoke unconsciously.

Then, she looked at her right hand, and a long knife gradually appeared.

"war!"

Her eyes became more determined, and a figure appeared from the bottom of his heart. The figure was blurry at first, but later became clearer and clearer.

Finally, the figure spoke in her heart: "Zuo Xiaoluo, why don't you fight?"

"Will you wait until all your soldiers are dead before waking up?"

"war!"

The figure finally spoke in a deep voice, and his face became clearer and clearer.

After Zuo Xiaoluo saw it clearly, she immediately remembered this person and said with a firm look: "Zhao Yi!"

She closed her eyes, and more figures emerged in her mind. Those were the faces of a hundred thousand soldiers. They appeared in her memory one after another like flowing lights.

When she opened her eyes again, the eggshell hell had disappeared.

She saw the soldiers fighting on the field, the tragic scenes, and people dying in front of her.

Zuo Xiaoluo instantly appeared in front of the soldiers of the three armies, raised her long sword, and her voice passed through the three armies, sounding hoarse.

"war!"

When the soldiers saw this scene, they instantly felt tears welling up in their eyes.

They raised their weapons.

"General Zuo is back!"

"We must win! We must win!"

"Fight! Fight! Fight!"

……

Before, Zuo Xiaoluo herself didn’t understand what kind of power the final sword that killed the will of heaven had?
Now, everything is clear!
The fighting spirit unleashed by the soldiers of these three armies increased her strength to an unknown degree.

At the same time, with the support of the great formation, Zuo Xiaoluo has regained her original strength to be able to destroy the will of heaven.

She looked at the Thirteenth Avatar opposite her, with endless murderous intent on her face.

"Now, it's your turn to die!"

(End of this chapter)